And would you believe it, O my brothers and only friends there was your faithful narrator being held helpless like a babe in arms and suddenly realizing where he was and why "home" on the gate had looked so familiar.
I, us ho voleu creure, germans meus i únics amics... allí estava el seu fidel narrador... indefens com un nadó en braços... i donant-se compte on era... i perquè "llar" a l'entrada semblava familiar.